Fatal Strike: Mercenary Road of Gunfire Ranger Chapter 369 - 354 Ambush

"Bang"

Cal’s Barrett made a thunderous noise that drowned out the sound of the rifles fired by Mountain Eagle and his team...

The enemy machine gunner at the end of the line was hit in the left chest by a bullet that penetrated obliquely downwards through the body, leaving an open and terrible wound on his lower back.

The machine gunner had no ti to feel the pain before his life was drained away by the protruding organs.

Mountain Eagle, Eddie, and Pigeon also scored their hits, with four rcenaries stepping onto the winding path of Sunset Mountain, only to be forever left behind.

Their opponents reacted quickly; the two trailing groups of gunn shouted as they rushed toward the outer roadbed, lying on the ground seeking cover while shooting blindly towards the mountaintop, attempting to cover their comrades ahead.

What surprised Mountain Eagle was that the two front groups entering the bend did not choose to withdraw but had their rear comrades engage Mountain Eagle and his team while they started to push forward.

They had clearly recognized the inadequate manpower on Sunset Mountain and wanted to force their way through!

The two trailing groups originally had 10 people; now the remaining 6 took cover below the outer roadbed and began to shoot their rifles wildly without showing their heads.

The hit rate was obviously not guaranteed, but because the shooting direction was roughly correct, it did provide so suppressive effect.

Ordinary soldiers might find themselves stalemated facing this situation.

Unfortunately, this ti the opponents were four top-notch shooters.

Mountain Eagle took half a step forward, half-squatting on the ground with his HK417, and aid...

The crosshairs in the scope clearly locked onto an enemy...

The enemy’s head was pressed against the ground; his arms extended forward, lifting his rifle to shoot in the direction of the mountaintop.

The muzzle flash exposed his position, and his awkward shooting posture provided Mountain Eagle with a shooting opportunity.

"Snap"

The bullet entered through a gunman’s exposed shoulder and did not pass through due to the angle. The bullet tumbled inside his body, instantly paralyzing his mobility and rapidly draining his life force.

In just a few seconds, the gunman lay motionless.

Eddie also killed a gunman, but when he looked for other enemies, he realized that the last two were not within his field of fire.

Just as Eddie was about to change positions, Pigeon and Cal fired again...

Pigeon’s Magnum bullet struck the calf of a rcenary tucked behind a large tree...

While Cal’s 12.7mm bullet shattered a piece of roadbed and hit the thigh of a rcenary hiding underneath.

Whether the rcenary was dead or alive was unknown, but the leg that leapt out determined that he wouldn’t last long.

An ambush is just so straightforward...

Without even using concentrated firepower, Mountain Eagle and his team had taken down 10 enemies without wasting a single bullet.

And at this ti, the rcenaries who had pressed forward were already exchanging fire with Butcher and his group...

Hearing the intense gunfire on the right, Mountain Eagle stood up and ordered: "Eddie, Cal, stay here and block their escape route, Pigeon..."

Pigeon, upon Mountain Eagle’s shout, pulled the trigger, killing the rcenary hiding behind the large tree. Then swiftly, Pigeon stood up and followed Mountain Eagle’s steps.

The two ran over thirty ters, arriving at an elevated position across from Butcher’s café garden position, perfectly forming a crossfire with Butcher and his team.

Now, the enemies were clinging to the side of the mountain, using it as cover to suppressively fire at Butcher’s location...

As Mountain Eagle took his position, he saw two guys trying to jump off the roadbed, circling through the trees to flank Butcher and his team.

"Bang bang bang bang..."

Mountain Eagle decisively fired, and in rapid-fire mode, killed one and wounded another...

This exposed his position and also made the enemies below realize their predicant.

"Bang bang bang bang..."

At this point, there was no need for finesse. Mountain Eagle lay sideways on the ground, taking cover behind a wooden crate, and unleashed suppressive fire on the rcenaries down the slope.

anwhile, without needing any cues, Butcher jumped out of cover with Daria, moved to the outside to gain a better angle, and started shooting at the remaining rcenaries.

The survival rate for infantry facing crossfire in a confined area is even lower than stepping on a landmine.

Knowing they were dood if they stayed put, the remaining rcenaries, after losing four n, threw their weapons aside and ran desperately towards the outer side, jumping off the roadbed trying to escape using the forest cover.

Butcher’s bullets chased their heels, hit several large trees, and then lost sight of them.

Just as Butcher was about to pursue, he heard Mountain Eagle’s call: "Butcher, hold your ground..."

Butcher frowned and looked towards the mountaintop, wanting to speak when he saw a dark shadow flash by...

Balang, wearing a bulletproof vest, nimbly leaped over the roadbed railing and disappeared into the woods.

Scurrying through the dense tropical underbrush for less than a minute, Balang caught up with two rcenaries stumbling and rolling as they fled.

Sensing the call in his ear, Balang tilted his head to gauge the direction of the escapees, then took a detour, sprinting more than twenty ters and overtaking the two...

Then as they passed through a relatively open area of shrubbery, Balang suddenly made a 90-degree turn, skirting around the escapees and rushing to the other side...

Just as Balang passed the two rcenaries, two cylindrical jump mines suddenly popped out of the six cylindrical pockets on his vest...

The two rcenaries were startled by Balang and instinctively stopped in their tracks, then the jump mines, having sprung into the air, suddenly exploded.

"Bang bang"

The power of the explosion wasn’t large, but at a height of 1.5 ters, the circumferential spray of steel balls, which practically went off in their faces, sent the two rcenaries tumbling to the ground, their vision going dark.

Balang, who had been scurrying low to the ground for several ters, stopped in his tracks during the explosion and curiously circled back to the two rcenaries...

Seeing that one of the rcenaries had been hit in the chest yet was still lucky enough not to die, Balang pounced, grabbing the dying man’s right hand, which was reaching for a pistol. Balang then began to tug and bite with all his might, dragging him towards the road embanknt.

"Ah..."

A piercing scream marked the end of a sudden battle!

...

It was not until the next morning that Tessa received the news. When she arrived at Sunset Mountain with her team, at the foot of the mountain, she saw Jon and Zorn with face masks on, carrying dead bodies, and Marta, taking her mask off, leaning against a nearby tree and vomiting.

Death isn’t actually terrifying. What really makes people feel uncomfortable is the facial expressions and gazes of the dead, which seem to be frozen at the mont of death—the more you think about it when seeing a dead person of your kind, the more uncomfortable it gets.

Marta, though having witnessed a cabin tragedy, still couldn’t hold up.

The vomiting wasn’t due to disgust, but rather due to stress-induced stomach spasms.

When Tessa stepped out of the car to look at the pile of bodies, she muttered sothing to herself, then rushed over to Marta, holding her shoulders and asking, "Marta, how’s Mountain now? Is he alright?"

Marta, supporting herself against the tree, looked up at the anxious Tessa, heaved a dry retch, and then pointed in the direction of the top of the mountain, saying, "The boss is probably having breakfast right now..."

ntioning breakfast made Marta heave another retch and, feeling aggrieved, she grabbed Tessa’s arm and said, "The boss said he wanted to train as a team leader, but then he sent down to move dead bodies.

He’s a big liar..."

Tessa looked at Marta as if she was looking at a fool and said, "You’re scared of dead bodies and you want to be a team leader?

Listen to , go to the police academy in Thailand, beco a real cop after you graduate, and I’ll have your back."

As Tessa looked at the dozen or so bodies on the ground, she earnestly said, "Considering the number of dead bodies you’ve dealt with, you’ll definitely be great at investigating homicide cases for the Cri Investigation Bureau in the future."

Marta looked at Tessa’s sowhat perfunctory expression, struggled seriously for a mont, but in the end, shook her head and said, "No, I have to keep going. In the future, I’m going to be the team leader of the Arctic Fox rescue squad."

Seeing Tessa, who didn’t quite have the knack for painting grand visions, looking at Jon and Zorn, two otakus sweating bullets as they worked, she frowned and asked, "Why are these two tasked with handling the bodies?

They look like they can barely walk!"

Marta sighed deeply and explained, "Because they said fighting was easy and they could kill those people too, so the Butcher entrusted them with the task of dealing with the bodies.

Those two have been working from four in the morning until now; Jon has changed a pair of trousers, and Zorn almost vomited out his own intestines."

As she spoke, Marta glanced at the accompanying 191 soldiers, and with both hands, she tugged at Tessa’s saying, "Sister, have your people give a hand.

The boss said these ’terrorists’ who entered Thailand with automatic weapons could count towards the Cri Investigation Bureau’s KPIs if you wish.

Help out, I really don’t have the strength anymore, dead people are so heavy!"

Tessa looked at Marta who had touched the bodies and now had dirty hands clutching her clothes. She wrinkled her nose in distaste and nodded, then turned to quietly give a few instructions to Supa, who had been down on his luck in recent months...

Soon, several soldiers from the 191 battalion joined the ranks of the body cleanup, allowing Jon and Zorn, who were nearly out of strength, to collapse on the ground, exhausted.

The eloquent Jon pulled down his mask to reveal his pale face and said to Miss Tessa, "Miss Tessa, you really are an angel!"

Having moved past the fear and after intense physical labor had squeezed the last bit of fear out of both Jon and Zorn, they sat beside the bodies feeling nothing. Tessa, frowning, shook her head, pulled Marta with her, and quickly drove to the top of the mountain.

After parking at the café lot, Tessa got out of the car and imdiately heard a series of painful moans that made her skin crawl...

Looking around, she discovered in her rear blind spot, the Butcher looking at her with a weird gaze and a poor soul with his right hand crushed under the car wheel...

"Oh, I’m sorry..."

Tessa instinctively apologized, then backed the car up a bit.

The Butcher, observing the captive’s crush-fractured right hand from being run over, shook his head and violently stuffed a roll of gauze into the penetrative wound on the captive’s shoulder, causing him to let out a wail of extre pain.

After finishing, this makeshift dic, inferior to even a veterinary, picked up the captive’s limp right hand and shook his head, saying, "Need to put up a sign at the entrance..."

Tessa, who had just gotten out of the car, saw the Butcher’s resigned look, and nervously approached him saying, "Is everything okay? Do you need to call an ambulance?

He looks badly hurt!"

The Butcher, offering a rueful smile to who he thought was the boss’s wife, pointed towards the café terrace, saying, "The boss is over there having breakfast. This guy is one of the people who ambushed us last night.

He won’t die; he should last a few more hours.

The boss told to ask him a few questions... Lady, it’s not suitable for you to watch..."

Then, seeing Marta sneakily getting out of the car, he smiled and said, "The boss ntioned that Miss Marta could observe..."

Marta, trying to slip away as if stricken with a serious illness, clung to Tessa’s arm, her body limp, and said, "I don’t feel good, I want so hot water..."